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She
parted
the
bushes
and
disappeared
.
Freckles
,
straight
and
tense
,
stood
waiting
.
Presently
,
before
he
saw
she
was
there
,
she
was
coming
down
the
aisle
toward
him
,
playing
compellingly
,
and
rifts
of
light
were
touching
her
with
golden
glory
.
Freckles
stood
as
if
transfixed
.
The
cathedral
was
majestically
beautiful
,
from
arched
dome
of
frescoed
gold
,
green
,
and
blue
in
never
-
ending
shades
and
harmonies
,
to
the
mosaic
aisle
she
trod
,
richly
inlaid
in
choicest
colors
,
and
gigantic
pillars
that
were
God
’
s
handiwork
fashioned
and
perfected
through
ages
of
sunshine
and
rain
.
But
the
fair
young
face
and
divinely
molded
form
of
the
Angel
were
His
most
perfect
work
of
all
.
Never
had
she
appeared
so
surpassingly
beautiful
.
She
was
smiling
encouragingly
now
,
and
as
she
came
toward
him
,
she
struck
the
chords
full
and
strong
.
The
heart
of
poor
Freckles
almost
burst
with
dull
pain
and
his
great
love
for
her
.
In
his
desire
to
fulfill
her
expectations
he
forgot
everything
else
,
and
when
she
reached
his
initial
chord
he
was
ready
.
He
literally
burst
forth
:
“
Three
little
leaves
of
Irish
green
,
United
on
one
stem
,
Love
,
truth
,
and
valor
do
they
mean
,
They
form
a
magic
gem
.
”
The
Angel
’
s
eyes
widened
curiously
and
her
lips
parted
.
A
deep
color
swept
into
her
cheeks
.
She
had
intended
to
arouse
him
.
She
had
more
than
succeeded
.
She
was
too
young
to
know
that
in
the
effort
to
rouse
a
man
,
women
frequently
kindle
fires
that
they
neither
can
quench
nor
control
.
Freckles
was
looking
over
her
head
now
and
singing
that
song
,
as
it
never
had
been
sung
before
,
for
her
alone
;
and
instead
of
her
helping
him
,
as
she
had
intended
,
he
was
carrying
her
with
him
on
the
waves
of
his
voice
,
away
,
away
into
another
world
.
When
he
struck
into
the
chorus
,
wide
-
eyed
and
panting
,
she
was
swaying
toward
him
and
playing
with
all
her
might
.
“
Oh
,
do
you
love
?
Oh
,
say
you
love
